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Chapter 198 Devil and the Big Plan(1/2)

On the Chaos Wasteland, the demon prince Mashrag leaned his pure gray body against the throne and opened his eyes.

There was another familiar scene in front of me day after day. The cold wind blew across the lava flowing place in front of the throne, and the ice cones were blowing on the gray hills in the distance.

On the edge of the moss that slightly covered the frozen soil were herds and tents of the tribe, which was his human tribe.

Behind the pile of white bones, under the gray sky, in the white woods, Yumier, a beastman, has a taller body than the bighorn beast and a strong body like a white bear.

While they surrendered to Mashrag, they were also preys of Chaos Human Tribes coming of age, which led to the frequent fire between the two sides at the dividing line of the woodland.

His eyes scanned the peaceful woods, and Mashrag's wings moved slightly, staring at the bird-headed demon before the throne - the chiefs of the demon and the Chaos Human Tribe, listening to the new oracle brought by the bird-headed demon.

The four gods, including the master of the bird-headed demon, jointly demanded that he arrive at a place called Nagashzar.

If you advance more than a thousand kilometers eastward, then go south to the dark place for more than a thousand kilometers, and you will pass through the territory of the Chaos Dwarf.

If they could pass peacefully there, they would continue to move south, cross the green plain, and then go south for thousands of kilometers, and a whole mountain range to reach the place called Nagashzar.

This is an order that has never been swam before - the wars of the past will only unfold among the vast chaotic wasteland, as part of the big game, among the blessed ones with the mark.

Now he suddenly wants to expedition his target thousands of miles away.

Moreover, according to the bird-headed demon, the gods did not intend to launch a new Chaos Invasion, and the entire legion was only him and a few nearby demon princes.

Not to mention whether the Chaos champions of the Northka in the west, Kurgan in the east, and Hungarians will cross the line.

Relying solely on the demons who cannot exist forever and ordinary chaotic creatures, we have to open up thousands of miles of dark lands, even tens of thousands of miles, to reach Nagashzar?

The difficulty can be imagined.

After the demons left the Chaos Wasteland and passed through the blessed soil, their lifetime will be reduced to counting in days or even hours, which is not enough to support their march to the central city far away from the Chaos Passage of the North and South Poles.

However, since the Four Gods requested this, he had no other choice.

The shadow wandering in the Chaos Demon Realm, the first demon prince in the world to be upgraded from a mortal, has already explained everything.

Seeing that Mashrag had no reaction, the bird-headed demon wanted to say something. A sickle-shaped sword that was so hot that it could almost make the flame flow was inserted into the frozen soil in front of the bird-headed demon with the red runes of the god.

Wherever the sickle sword flew, there was a strange demon standing.

The body of this demon was wrapped in a stone armor, and a blood-red jackal head grew on these armors.

His eyes did not match his head, but were the snake eyes with vertical pupils. There were sharp teeth like poisonous snakes between his teeth, flashing with cold light, and dark red snake letters kept coming and going.

This is the terror and evil devil prince who has just come from the Chaos Demon Realm to Mashrag's command, Tibet.

His relationship with other terror demons was quite bad, and his never-ending anger seemed to make him always attack the demons.

Mashrag had seen this strange demon with his own eyes cut off the heads of more than a dozen terror-harming demons with the simple-looking sickle sword in his hand.

After coming here, although he nominally obeyed his command, dozens of weak Chaos Warriors became his followers.

Mashrag, who should have been angry, was happy to see this. Only when he was with these weak mortals could this strange demon prince named Tibert slightly extinguish his anger - his sword seemed to not cut off the weak's head.

Tibet may be the key to the decisive victory this time. The devil prince is different from the devil and can exist for a long time.

If you leave the land of the blessed chaotic wasteland, you can only possess it in the body of a mortal to maintain your long-lasting existence - the mortal devotes its soul and body to the possessed demon, such a combination is called the God-Honor Demon.

The God-Honor Demon does not need to spend too much power to maintain his existence. His power in this world will be far stronger than the demon who was just summoned.

But the problem is that if all the demons could possess themselves into the body of mortals, the power of chaos would not have been hiding in the chaotic wasteland. If that were the case, even if the four gods had no commands, a large number of demon princes would try to spread chaos all over the world.

Only the most powerful part of the Chaos Warriors, almost only the champion warriors, can withstand the possession of demons.

The champions of the eight tribes under Mashrag were no more than two hundred.

Let these true elites devote themselves to the demons?

Although Mashrager is extremely respectful to the gods, he still cannot do this level.

The core of this battle can only be a demon prince like Tibet, as well as the champion and the chosen one in the tribe.

As the horn sounded over and over again, a sound gradually appeared on the gray-white horizon, and something like a roaring beast was moving towards the throne.

The warriors in the tribe were ready for battle early on. When these beastmen came to get along, they would always make the ground stained with blood.

However, after seeing the orcs clearly, they realized that they had been wrong and retreated silently to the distance without intending to have any contact with them.

The horned beasts with pus flowing on their bodies emitted a foul smell. Although they were still the same as ordinary yelling beasts, it was obvious that they had been infected with the plague of Nurgle.

This does not mean they are favored by Nurgo.

Beasts usually only worship the four gods at the same time, but not the specific gods, with some rare exceptions, such as the one who walks in the front and has the worst festering body - a plague-horned priest.

Seeing this thing taller than other horned beasts, Mashrag stood up from the throne, spreading his gray wings and shaking it.

"I want my army to cross Kuhl within eight days and reach the eastern starting point of the mountain range on the edge of the world."

The plague horned beast nodded slightly and only spit out one word.

"good."

The Demon Prince then initiated another assembly order, this time he put away the tent and prepared to pull out the camp.

If you rely on ordinary marching, it is undoubtedly a dream to travel through more than 2,000 kilometers in eight days.

Plague horned beasts have special means to let them walk through the wilderness like flying, as long as there are no unnatural traces.

The tribe's camp will always bring chaos, and the women and children of chaotic human beings also need to migrate together.

A tribe with combat power goes out to leave women and children is tantamount to letting them die.

"You can only start by entering that wood."

Seeing the chaotic scene, the plague horned the beast, he saw that the humans were trying to avoid his group of beasts in chaos.

These humans dared to reject the gift of a kind father, which made his always optimistic mind feel a little resentful.

However, they always feel the kindness of a kind father, whether it is the debauchery in silk or the impulsive one who likes to kill.

The demon's military power soon began an expedition without the mortals knowing nothing.

In the opposite direction of the Arctic of this world, in the jungle of the southern land, Akadiza was walking with other soldiers in single clothes with their chests exposed.

The servants on the side kept wiping sweat on the horses to prevent them from getting sick. Nephreta's low moans would be heard from time to time in the carriage.

The hot weather and the black cloth covering the sun made the carriage like a steamer, and the vampire was to be cooked.

The pain in the body and the desire for blood were pressing on Nephreta at the same time.

But she did not intend to complain. This was her own choice. Lemia's king blood would not betray her choice. Despite this persistence, the pain would not be cut in half.

Fortunately, at night, when Akadiza used her blood to relieve her hunger, she could bring her some comfort.

But at this time, Akadiza obviously did not focus on the carriage behind her.

After several days of marching, they finally arrived at the city of Zerant, which was depicted by the Lizard.

Passing through a jungle again, the familiar and unfamiliar pyramid structure appeared in Akadiza's vision.

The pyramids of Nehekara are decorated with gold, diamonds, and other kinds of gemstones, which confirms Arkadiza's speculation.

The civilization of these lizard people is indeed highly developed.

Not long after waiting, he was even more shocked after entering the city.

The weapons that shone with golden light on the hands of patrol soldiers standing in front of the Great Pyramid like big crocodiles were obviously some kind of magic weapon, at least they were enchanting weapons.

His troops commanders can't afford this kind of weapon, but here they are just ordinary guard weapons.

"May I ask, what is that?"

"Solosh."

"If you don't come to them as reinforcements, there will be fewer Thoros hatched every year. They only serve as temple guards, and other guard tasks will be completed by spirit lizards."

As he was speaking, a sound of flapping his wings came from the air. Akadiza looked up and saw several large beasts flying between the white clouds. Akadiza saw that there was a spirit lizard controlling the reins above.

Is this a tameable creature?

It would obviously be more beneficial if the attack could be launched from the air.

Once upon a time, when he performed wargame deduction with his teacher, Lao Lang Jialiba, he would always lose because the reconnaissance forces could not report accurate information.

The air reconnaissance forces can completely make up for this problem.

"So what?"

The spirit lizard only looked up and said.

"Pterodactyl Rider."

"Can I buy a batch of trained pterodactyls, or learn their training methods?"

"This is going to be decided by Slan."

The spirit lizard shook its yellow crown head without looking back.

It's Slan again?

Akadiza withdrew her gaze in disappointment. The Lizard told him that Slan in this city had not yet awakened, and only Slan in the southern city could make a decision. After that, she had to continue moving south.

The lizard sensed his emotions, looked back slightly, walked to the side of the road, and their companions tilted their heads and made a hissing sound.

Soon, other spirit lizards came over to lead their carriage and arrived under a small hollow stone pyramid. I don’t know if it was the blockage of the stone to the sun or other reasons, it was quite shade here.
To be continued...
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